In A Flash

A normal setting

children playing

cherub voices,

‘mommy’ ‘daddy’

the sweet spring sounds

light of day penetrating

open air welcoming

we are all the same

if now and even then,

our hopes, desire, prayers,

realize the beauty of

the child

in all of her innocence

in his spectacular right.

They are the reason we live

to protect, to love, to nurture,

to do so many unconditional

measures that cannot be

a chronology of time.

Instead now memory,

as their child’s cry

remind us of our own.

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